re·sist (verb) \ri-ˈzist\: to exert force in opposition.
Every single time I let go of resistance, my life changes. My life changes immensely. For the better, I must say, because I let go. I LET GO.
Samahria said the darndest thing at Exceptional Woman. She said, "To let go means to EMBRACE." That statement has been rattling in my brain since I attended in September.
I've been on a trajectory of personal growth since birth, I suppose, but my son's diagnosis of autism a couple of years ago, was definitely a huge rainstorm after a long, LONG drought. That was my first opportunity to LET GO. I let go of all of my negative feelings regarding autism and EMBRACED him for who he is. For everything that he is.
I've also been learning to let go of discomfort. This is something I've still been resisting. Somehow I thought unhappiness was helping me. I needed it. I wanted it. Oh, how I resisted the idea that I didn't need or want it. I need to let go and EMBRACE the happy person that I was born to be.
And when I do this the Universe provides. It PROVIDES. It's astonishing, but since I've been practicing it, amazing things have been happening. AMAZING THINGS.
LET GO. EMBRACE. STOP RESISTING.